Fish Food and Free Kabobs..
Our first morning to wake up on the island of Koh Phi Phi was pleasant as ever! We wandered over to the P. P. Family Restaurant and woke up with a refreshing iced coffee and the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. It was a beautiful day!
The placement of our hotel was peaceful because it was located on a stretch of beach that was pretty secluded from the main town area. We didn’t have to fight through crowds or listen to drunken college students stumbling home from the bars. The negative was that there was not much to do besides lay out and swim.
We decided that we wanted to head into town and explore today. Our only options were to hire a long tail boat for a hefty fee or to trek into the unknown, down the beach and through the jungle, until we found town. If you know us, you know that we opted for the latter. Saving money and a free adventure, what more could you want?! Since the tide wasn’t at its peak we opted for the beach route. It took us about 25 minutes of slipping on algae covered rocks and dodging carnivals of crabs before we actually arrived in town panting like dogs.
We shopped around a while and grabbed some souvenirs before we headed into the Beach Bar Restaurant for lunch and refreshments. After I was sufficiently stuffed full of balsamic tuna salad, we started walking again.
We came to a place which, at first glance, looked like a gold fish store with large tanks full of tiny fish swimming around. Then I noticed a man sitting next to the tank, dangling his feet inside. This, obviously, stopped me in my tracks and I looked at the sign which read, “Doctor Fish Clean and Massage”.
The woman working saw my eyes popping out at the sight of these little fish feasting on this mans calluses and gave me a thorough explanation. She told me that these little fish were like comb fishes, so they only consume dead areas of the skin, leaving you with a fresh, healthy pedicure. I had to try it!
She dunked my feet into a tub of water and washed all the sand off before the fish feeding began. I carefully submerged my feet in the tank and was overcome with the weirdest feeling! I could feel their little mouths sucking at my skin and it tickled like nothing I've ever felt before!
I couldn’t stop giggling as passers by eyed me like some science experiment. After a while I got used to it and I was absorbed in watching the guppies gobble at my cuticles.
As Max watched me calm down, he decided that he was up for it as well.
He climbed in too and the munched on our bunion buffet like it was the last supper.
Fifteen minutes later our pedicure was over and our feet were silky smooth and good as new!
As darkness fell we did some bar hopping and eventually ended up following the tsunami evacuation route to a bar called “Stones Bar”. They had great music, fire spinners, and floor seating on the sand.
We enjoyed a few drinks and a couple rounds of Gin Rummy and set off to play some pool at an Irish Pub we’d spotted earlier. They had a great special where, if you bought a drink you could have as much free chicken kabobs as your heart desired. They had a grill set up outside the pub and we ordered a plate to take up to the pool tables.
We shot a few games, made some friends, and wolfed down our free kabobs. Our tummies were full, our heads were buzzed, and our feet were clean, it was time to go home.
It was bordering on morning time and we contemplated whether we should take a boat back (whose prices were even more inflated since it was night time) or if we should be soldiers and trudge through the jungle. Jungle it is!
Armed with headlamps and flip-flops we navigated our way through the thicket. We could not return the same way we’d come because the tide was so high it had engulfed our previous pathway. We pushed back the trees, stammering over debris, listening to the crickets chirp, until be finally reached our abode.
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